Just Two #4

STALK & PROVOKE

through and through images of previous
memories blow from one side to the other
side of my consciousness, alerting my
subconscious that these hostile feelings
are moving around undetered, coiled and
uncoiled, as a snake preparing to strike...
streams of steam flow in and around the 
filaments of feelings that float on these
currents as they pass in and around the
consciousnesses of awareness that stalk
and provoke our realities...  seeking a
moment of previous time to create a
of time that motivates us forward...

16 June 2022

STREET FIGHTING

behind my back, words are written
and spoken to offset previous words
I have written or spoken in the hopes
that their words are more devastating
than my words...  it is a battle of words

that create negative emotions of feelings

more traumatic than what one before,

and more likely to create a lesser point

of retailiation...  as we sway back and

forth...  minute dancers that skirt the

issues of ballet...  presenting delicacies

of doubt to an already bold debate 

that prevents either side from winning.

16 June 2022

Just Two #3

AN OBSERVATION

tumbling down come the bricks of air
of which my mental home was made,
leaving me homeless and mindless at o ##
the same time and too much to bear
for those who have followed my lead...
tumbling down with the bricks are the
spirits of those bricks whose thoughts
are captured in between the memory
skins interwoven at birth and whose
membrane offers different perspectives
of life as it tumbles down into the two
dimensional world of misunderstanding.

15 June 2022

ARRIVAL IN USA

along the sand road we travel, our darkened
windows prevent us from seeing outside the
in which we are being carried...  there is the
smell of water off to one side and a smell of
death off to the other...  we are led outside
but are blindfolded and hooded, preventing
any visual recognitions...  we are told to
sit on the ground and lean against the wall or
the tree behind our backs.  We breathe in the 
air of human waste and decay and are told 
that this will soon be our home...  our vehicle
starts its engine and leaves....  we are alone
for the rest o the night and in the morning,
border patrol feeds us and takes us to the
place many others where we remain today.

15 June 2022

Just Two #2

 The Critics' Heel

critics look at me and wonder why I am so

strange with all the reviews they have been

giving me but do allow me to explain that 

writing a review does not a critic make nor

does reading one make a writer if that is what

you truly consider me to me...  since when 

have I ever written for myself than for the sake

of writing...  it has always been for someone

else to read and comment upon as one might

offer up when witnessing a turtle catch a hair.

14 June 2022

The Way of Opinions

The opinion from the right is offered to those

who want to receive it and once read and a 

comment is made will return it to the opinion

from the left as all opinions must originate 

from somewhere otherwise, they are not really

opinions at all...   just thoughts tossed out in the 

correct direction for either side to peruse and

and gander...  those who sit on the left and of

course those who sit on the right...  we are fond

of both in this land of opinions that harbor no

ill will except to those of the other side with

which they are forced to live year after year.

14 June 2022

Just Two #1

Star Chamber

live inside my start chamber a 

little longer if you will...  let me

show you the stars of before and

the ones I know will be after...

we can dine on dark energy and

share a slice of dark matter with

strings that seem to be emitting

out of you as we speak...   soon,

you will be no longer like me.

14 June 2022

Dandy Lines

Remarks! of a well-intentioned lady float

around my head today as I move from 

room to room in my mini-mental cathedral,

in search of the one I want to remember 

after I expel her from my domain...  its

moon pie ceilings and drifting walls that 

that seem to navigate the hallways quite

easily given their lack of motivation....

14 June 2022

Layers

through these layers 
I can see everything,
east-west and in between
north and south
including the dixie trail,
through these layers
I see log-rolling
and fishing and just
around the corner, there's
a skinny young sort
with mustard
on his face standing
outside a fair as it
closes down...

through the layers
what I don't see is
not important like

the judge who decided

to suspend the sentence

for a few years to give

the young lad a chance

to graduate from school

and be a felon with

a degree instead of one

without... like was the

case of his father before

him and his father before

him...  learned is more

learned they say...

through these layers I see

everything especially that

which you cannot see or

don't want to see...  and

when I see that which you

do not then the price of

realization increases ever so

exponentially, allowing the

truthful gospel to be shared

with others...  and while the

layers add a variety of insights

they offer no truths only the

sayer does if they are in the

mind do to that for you...

13 June 2022

Siblings

as siblings, we find ourselves in a theme park

of claims, counterclaims, and accusations, all

of which have matured into an avalanche of

posterior feelings since we no longer take the

time to look at each other when talking...  we

have no bond with each other as our parents

raised us differently for those years, giving us

nothing about which to chat except our painful

differences...  were  two males and a female, 

one wealthy, one average, one poor, and we 

have no desire to get to know each other any 

better than we already do...  as most people 

perceive that to be true...  when we died

inside a decade ago...  baking consciousness

without the sliders, and expecting the baker

to remember us from last year...  space sits

on the left whereas time sits on the right...  

we no longer learn...   we just simply do.

13 June 2022

Arriving Early

behind my back, both hands are tied

with a soft rope tied tightly...  numbness

down into my fingertips extends declaring

my predicament...  both ways turned - 

there is no solution - mustards seeds were

place around my feet to prevent escape

knowing there had been no place to go...

a giant sea crab stoles up to me and pecks

me on my nose, investigating the hard

surfaces...  our dinner guests begin to arrive

and I remain in party clothes, hoping no

one will notice...  but, the edges of something

always keep me in focus as we relieve and

reimagine ourselves as something new and

different now that surgery has altered our

appearance, frequently moving less physically

than before...   not meaning anything by the

brevity of it all, knowing that's all we had

12 June 2022

Leftover Sight

sight leaves me with no visuals of what

I really need to see...  outside the glass

door is a world of greens, blues, and browns

blended together right in front of me...  we

see life from inside the hues and shades

of color that society's artists have woven...

we see rain through the leaves falling as if

it had nowhere else to go but to our land

and environment...  flowing steadily...  and

without remorse to learn the value of what

you sought to destroy...  sight leaves me with

no visuals by which I see the world and seek

to understand its impact on me and others...

those who would be intellectuals or so they

claim as they spout out phrases and statement

they memorized from a book written by those

who lives so many years before us...   it is a 

sight to behold or so I have been told...  we

see what we want to see or need to see or

should see in order to change...  but, there is

nothing into which we want to change...  sight

leaves me with no visuals as the rain pours

into my mind's reservoir floating all those ideas

to the surface that had been submerged down

into the sweet muck red dirt clay kiln coffins.

7 June 2022

Sliding Perceptions

perception doors slide to let us by

one glimpse at a time...   looking

around for rainbow colors and 

finding only sunshine...  gliding

through the sliding doors, we see

an earlier version of ourselves,

basking in the coffin of delight as

if it had just been brought to our

attention...  we perceive and have

been perceived by others who slid

through before us only to find that

which they could not understand

lying prone on the floor from the

sexual assault committed years before;

the crime is not our crime but that

of centuries before when no one

knew our names but authorized

warrants for our arrest...  we are

victims of their perceptions not of

our own and we walk effortlessly

through the fields of memories as

though we were floating through a

collective memory fields gathering

up those that had not yet been taken.

6 June 2022

A Waking Sleeplessness

each day we enter into agreements with ourselves

and others as to how we are going to live our lives,

not really caring about the future but more concerned

with our experiences from the past...  as we are so

inclined not to repeat the less than positive while

planning for a positive outcome...  we enable our

minds to analyze and organize those events that

impacted us in such a way as to not be forgotten as

we overlook those events we have a difficult time

remembering...  as though they never happened at

all or we are trying to forget that they did...  each

day we look in the mirror for memories and each

day we wash away that which is no longer valid

in either of our consciousnesses even when one is

seldom aware of anything...  we rub elbows with

our friends and neighbors hoping to get a glimpse

at what we might have overlooked while sharing

only those minor thoughts about which we have

no opinion or interest in solving...  we carry our

lives around in suitcases that we purchased on

sale at the farmers market after removing the

produce wishing our hunger would return so we

could eat in case of famine...  daylight peers 

through our sunglasses, our eyes squint and close

to prevent sunburn but still, give us the sight 

needed to finish the deal and return to bed.

6 June 2022